Levi was swinging through the trees. He was assuming that Eren had already transformed, and that he was in combat with the Female Titan.

When he made it there, the first thing he saw was the female rip Eren out of the neck of his Titan. He was about to take action, but then he saw his squad.

Crushed…bit in half…likely swatted like flies.

Levi's face darkened. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Mikasa slicing the female in rage.

Levi flew over when they had run off. As he flew by them, he felt a surge of something he had never felt before.

He stopped at Petra though.

Petra respected him the most. She would do anything he commanded, and hated it when people mimicked him.

Levi suddenly turned, and took off.

He felt his mind running wild. Was this…was this sadness he felt?

He just lost some of the closest people to him. Why would he not be feeling sad.

He felt his hand clench on his sword.

He was going to avenge them quietly, and use the strength they gave him to push forward. To save humanity.

Because that's all he really could do or think.

Because even the strongest man of humanity could be the weaker one too.